"No, I absolutely cannot lose to such a smelly old man!"
The willpower burst out in desperate situations supported Farr.
"call."
Fal dodged Yang Gang's punch again and jumped for life.
It's closer to the weapons rack.
Yang Gang behind him roared.
Although his sanity was gone, he missed two attacks, which made him furious.
"ah!"
An angry roar came from behind Farr, and he bowed his body like a beast ready to attack.
"Bang!"
Yang Gang kicked his feet on the ground and rushed straight towards the little ant in front of him who only thought about weapons.
"Pfft~"
Blood spattered, the sharp claws scratched the neck, and the blood spurted out like a water pipe without money.
"Clang."
Farr knelt on his knees and covered his neck with his hands that couldn't stop the bleeding.
"No, I don't want to die!"
The weapon was placed in front of him, and his father, who also died in the gladiatorial arena, flashed before his eyes.
His bloody hands stretched forward, wanting to touch the weapon right in front of him.
"Bang!"
Yang Gang stepped on Far's back, and with the instinct of a beast, he punched Far's head.
"Bang"
"Bang"
"Bang"
Blood splashed and spread farther away. Yang Gang stepped on Far's back, and the blood spreading on the ground was like a blooming rose.
When his consciousness dissipated, there was only hatred in Far's heart.
I hate that useless old man who took bribes but gave less to the ministers.
I hate the friends I usually spend time with and avoid myself.
I hate that the old man in front of me is about to die and is unwilling to give up the chance of living to him.
"Hey, minister, why didn't he even fight back?"
Heaton had never trained before, and he could tell that there was something wrong with Yang Gang.
"Your Majesty, we underestimated Yang Gang's internal affairs officer."
The increase in potions for ordinary people is definitely not that big.
"Today's game is so boring, let's go back."
Heaton waved his hand, jumped off the chair that was out of reach, and walked toward the palace.
The minister has long been accustomed to Heaton's attitude. In the past, he wanted to train Heaton into a puppet.
But something unexpected happened, he actually played extremely well with me.
Who wouldn’t like an emperor who listens to his own words and still has his appetite?
The entire palace is under my control!
...
"Yo, Lubbock."
Heaton returned to the yard where he usually lived and played, and found a young man waiting for him.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty." Lubbock hesitated, wanting to say something but unable to say it out.
"What's the matter? If you have anything to say, tell me directly. Which one of us will follow the other?"
Heaton's attitude toward Lubbock became noticeably more easy-going.
"I seem to be in love."
Lubbock's face turned red. He was no longer the shameless person he would be in the future when he peeked at other people's baths and brazenly said that liking someone alone would not affect his liking to watch beautiful women bathing.
"in love?"
Heaton's tone was slightly higher.
It’s not such a coincidence, I’m still in love with Nadjeta!
Lubbock is only thirteen years old now. Five years ago, he was summoned to the palace by the minister as an escort with a group of children.
Heaton had to lament the wonder of fate, because these children's accompanying students were all places sold by the minister.
All kinds of businessmen pay money and rely on connections, just so that their children can enter the palace to please His Majesty, the ministers will be happy, and their family will prosper.
But for five years, only Lubbock remained with Heaton.
Of course, it's not just because Lubbock possesses the Teigu, it's also because of something that makes Lubbock both moved and scared every time he thinks about it.
Lubbock was not from the imperial capital. His father was a wealthy businessman on the western border. According to his original life trajectory, he had been living on the border until General Nadjeta came to serve there. He fell in love at first sight and joined the army with him.
But because five years ago, Lubbock's father was blocked by the authorities because of his business channels in the imperial capital. It happened that the minister was making money by relying on Heaton to accompany him as a student, and he couldn't help but think about it.
His fourth son, the youngest son, was of the right age, so he sent it over with the attitude of giving it a try.
I didn't expect to be selected.
Then he pretended to be the emperor's accompaniment and used a lower bribe price to establish relationships.
But he didn't expect that the emperor valued Lubbock so much that he wouldn't let him come back. He just happened to enter the imperial capital for development, and his business focus gradually shifted, and he settled down in the imperial capital.
After all, money in the imperial capital is no better than in the remote countryside.
Besides, he still has connections in the palace.
It really does matter!
After all, what businessman doesn’t know about what happened five years ago!
The tragedy of the Aria family.
The emperor's tyranny was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people at that time.
Lubbock, who first entered the imperial capital, was only eight years old at the time. With him were the children of other businessmen and the children of internal affairs officers.
Including Lubbock, there are five people in total.
Among them Aria is a girl.
Nine years old.
She, the little princess of the Imperial City Chamber of Commerce, naturally looked down upon Lubbock, a country bumpkin.
What's more important is that the first time we met, he didn't even say hello to me.
A small group of bullying emerges naturally.
Bullying, running away, making things difficult.
Until Heaton sat on the ground with a smile and looked at Aria who knocked him down.
"Yes...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The little girl was frightened. This child who was five or six years younger than her was not Lubbock whom she could bully at will. He was the most noble person in the world.
Her long blond hair was a little messy, and her eyes were full of tears, looking pitiful.
"It's okay, I'm fine, sister." Heaton smiled like a flower.
I had a lot of fun with Aria that day.
The bullying continued, and Aria became even more unruly because of her friendship with the emperor.
In the corner.
Lubbock cowered into a ball, and a little boy spat at him.
Because of his father's words, Lubbock did not dare to resist because he was afraid of offending this group of people who were older than him and had more powerful family backgrounds.
"Even His Majesty the Emperor must listen to Sister Aria!"
The boy said this.
Aria laughed wildly, she liked this feeling, this feeling of oppressing, bullying, and abusing others.
"Yeah?"
Heaton's face was ugly, and he didn't know when he came behind this group of people.
What's even more terrifying is that the minister is following Heaton.
"Hey, hey, who taught you to say this?"
The minister's voice was cold, and the scene in front of him was not what he wanted to see.
"She..." The little boy who was so impudent just now immediately knelt on the ground and pointed at Aria aside.
"Oh~ Really."
Aria's face turned pale, and she looked at Heaton, hoping that Heaton would remember the friendship of playing with her.
"Minister, leave it to me!"
Three-year-old Heaton took a wooden stick from Jonna.
"Your Majesty, be careful, don't kill me or dirty your hands."
The minister was actually a little eager to have the emperor kill a child himself.
Blood, all blood.
Lubbock was confused when he returned home that day with his face covered in blood.
As a child, I couldn't imagine that something like this could happen right before my eyes.
When family members asked, Lubbock didn't dare to say anything.
It wasn't until the next day that his father told him that Aria and the little boy's family were all hung on the execution rack in the west of the city.